Then she flew over to Xue Xue, linked arms with her, and said with a smile, "Actually, Sister Xue and Senior Brother Xiao should visit our Moyun Village sometime. The scenery there is much better than here, and at least there isn't all this annoying rain and mist!"
"Nothing will happen, will it?" Qiang Xuemei asked anxiously.
"Nothing will—" Xue Xue was about to reassure her when Xiao Hua spoke. "They've already returned."
"Senior Brother Xiao's divine sense has already seen them?" Qiang Xuemei asked enviously.
"Mm." Xiao Hua nodded.
Sure enough, after the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Qiang Lihao's delighted shout came from behind them. "Senior... Senior Xiao, we really caught up with you!"
But seeing the astonishment on Qiang Xuemei's face, Qiang Lihao froze. "Sister Xuemei? What's wrong?"
"Mm, no... nothing!" Qiang Xuemei came back to herself and quickly shook her head. She knew perfectly well how fast Qiang Lihao and Qiang Limin could fly. In the time it took to drink a cup of tea, they must have already covered several dozen li. That meant Xiao Hua's divine sense had extended beyond ten li long ago. This was absolutely not the range of an ordinary early Foundation Establishment cultivator's divine sense! Earlier, when Xiao Hua killed Shang Cheng, Qiang Xuemei had greatly admired him, but she had also heard Shang Cheng's words and believed that Xiao Hua had only managed it through the power of a magic artifact. Moreover, Xiao Hua had appeared to exert tremendous effort in killing Shang Cheng, so she had not thought too highly of him. Yet now, this faint clue immediately made Xiao Hua seem as lofty as a mountain one could only look up to!
"Greetings, Senior Xiao!" Qiang Lihao and Qiang Limin flew before Xiao